basked

As usual, Jennifer basked in the compliments her father tossed like wedding rice over her.

Raven V.C Andrews 2011

He basked in the glow of that pleasure the rest of his life.

Secret History of Elizabeth Tudor, Vampire Slayer Lucy Weston 2011

Despite their small numbers, Jews have popped up, Zelig-like, throughout American history: They were early settlers and Western pioneers; they fought and died in the Civil War, and every other war; they suffered in the Depression, though not disproportionately; they fled to the suburbs with the rest of the country, and basked in postwar prosperity.

American Jews' Story Told in a New Home Julia M. Klein 2011

Yet while Barcelona has basked in worldwide adulation and some teams have taken elements from its philosophy and approach, no major club had gone all the way and tried to replicate what Guardiola's team does.

Barcelona Ball Comes to Rome Gabriele Marcotti 2011

While in recent years contemporary art has more than ever basked in the luxury of international money and media attention, epitomised in the Frieze Art Fair, an event which each year has me reaching for the Taliban application form, even among the literati poetry seems to be fighting a losing battle against prose fiction.

Something concrete « Squares of Wheat 2009

NASA basked in the reflected glow of the enormous publicity that NIAC projects received, but the organization also attracted criticism because some of the concepts that were funded seemed impractical, at least in the near term.

Should NIAC be Revived? - NASA Watch 2009

The incubus basked in it, a sly smile on his face.

Brush of Darkness Allison Pang 2011

Even as I basked in the satisfaction of finishing, I promised myself, never again.

86 Floors, Little Preparation Joshua Robinson 2012

Whereas one week ago our puppy basked in make-believe:

subir - French Word-A-Day 2009

While in recent years contemporary art has more than ever basked in the luxury of international money and media attention, epitomised in the Frieze Art Fair, an event which each year has me reaching for the Taliban application form, even among the literati poetry seems to be fighting a losing battle against prose fiction.

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